"If he didn't pull out the wings, I would've just left," Lucifer says. Okay, okay, unlikely. But the option was still there. He shrugs. "He directly provoked me."

He changes his path to be more a meander, similar to the last time he was in this bar, so that while he's still closing the distance between them, it doesn't look like he's trying to go straight to her.

"You're young," he answers. "Impressionable," he says. Tilts his head, pitying, "and you let a Winchester impress upon you. I know, I know, I'm the devil and all that. You have no reason to trust me and mine. But those boys? Did you know they're meant to be the vessels of my brother and I? What that means for what they are?"